Overgeared

The staff with a transparent blue color—the short staff that fit snugly in Euphemina's small hand was as beautiful as a piece of glasswork. Wouldn't it be popular as an accessory in the real world sooner or later? It had such an elegant appearance that it caught the heart of Euphemina, who liked pretty things.

There was one part that impressed Euphemina. It was the effects of the item.

[Tribute]

[Rating: Myth

Magic attack power: 8,990 Durability: 1,480/1,480

* Intelligence +1,000

* Double the maximum mana.

★ Perfect Memorial can be used up to two times.

★ Slightly increases the power of attack magic used.

Every time the resource consumed for the magic is changed, the power of the next magic will increase. This can stack up to 5 times.

The effect is reset when the same type of resource is consumed continuously.

★ Slightly reduces the cooldown of defensive magic used.

Every time the resource consumed for the magic is changed, the cooldown of the next magic will reduce. This can stack up to 5 times.

The effect is reset when the same type of resource is consumed continuously.

★ Slightly increase the duration of secondary magic used.

Every time the resource consumed for the magic is changed, the duration of the next magic will increase. This can stack up to 5 times.

The effect is reset when the same type of resource is consumed continuously.]

Mana, black magic power, and divine power—these were the perfect item effects for Euphemina, who dealt with many types of resources. Considerable proficiency was required to maximize the effectiveness of the options, but even that felt like trust from Grid. Euphemina realized that Grid had always been watching her.

Grid's melting eyes that were often seen by Irene, Mercedes, Yura, Jishuka, and Basara automatically appeared in her mind.

'…You promised a long time ago not to do this.'

Euphemina shook her head and tapped her cheeks that were protruding like a hamster with her small hands. It was as if to shake off the blush that had appeared. Then her face, which she struggled to restore, soon turned red again. It was due to looking at the description under the item effects.

[A staff created by the Overgeared God Grid to honor the achievements of the great magician Euphemina.

He referred to Euphemina's performance and the advice of his apostle, Braham.]

This beautiful and powerful staff, which transformed to fit the user's intentions, was Grid and Braham's tribute to Euphemina.

"……"

Euphemina casually tried to use magic. The staff, which was as blue as her pure mana, seemed to glow. Then it changed into a form that stretched out light like taffy. The quality of the staff changed when she used magic with divine power as the medium. The same was true when using black magic power.

'I should pay more attention to the coordination.'

all the colors of the staff that changed in real time. Euphemina was full of

and Braham—she got their 'tribute.' Today

time, Euphemina's opponent appeared

the child who consumed the

a woman. She didn't have the qualities to enchant the viewers like Melory, the Goddess of Love, but her beauty remained unparalleled. Of course, Euphemina's beauty wasn't bad even when facing her. She was just lacking a bit with her height and

doesn't make much of a

so many different functions that it seemed to have created the word 'overgeared.' It meant the size of the chest and pelvis could be adjusted as much as they wanted. In Euphemina's

you… the angels trembled like they had seen a

unusual sentiment." Euphemina's temples twitched. The smile on her face was still maintained. "How can I, a grown lady, be small? Perhaps it is because a god's

from humans. Additionally, gods don't have the concept of age. So my impressions would be general ones… Hmm, are you misunderstanding that I am ridiculing you? I didn't mean to disparage you. I hope

feel like they were listening

She brushed off the anger she felt toward Ciara, who called her 'small.' In the first place, the opponent was a god. The mysterious appearance illuminated by the halo made her feel awe. She took a step back on her own. Perhaps the

since you apologized… any misunderstandings will be

"Thank you."

basically favorable to humans. She especially loved artists. It was because she knew the pain of creation all too well.

you a

was gradually depleted and she was always in need of new

and embracing 'fighting spirit' provided a fresh stimulus for Ciara. At this

beginning of the performance was from the moment she took out the polearm and stabbed it into the ground. The sound made by Ciara's hand gestures with the thick spear, the sound of the blade

If

big crisis. Every single melody

was taller than her and caused turbulence. A huge wave tore apart the atmosphere and distorted the space itself. It was hard to believe this was possible through sheer physical

agility and reflexes with secondary magic that was overlapped in an instant and cast shield

violent and gloomy. Is it a

music sounds different depending on the listener's mind or situation. You just have to accept it as you feel

responded kindly. In fact,

was the son of one of the Three Evils of the Beginning, Beriache. The lineage of a demon became a god. It should've been impossible even if the myths and divinity of the gods were stolen. It was a miracle that occurred because the large number of people gathered here

meant that Zeratul contributed

a god—perhaps heaven right now was discussing how to punish Zeratul. Those who participated

'In this situation…'

suddenly had demonic energy. It revealed the girl's essence. Good and evil that revised the laws of the world. It meant that the sinner who ate the terrible fruit harbored an evil

The moment Euphemina defeated a god, she

'I must never lose.'

was at a time when the Seven Malignant Saints invaded Asgard—Ciara, who had shed tears and played a song to mourn them, felt full of killing intent at this moment. It was the first time since she was born that she had the heart to harm a

swarm of the 'evil gods.' It was a duty she

long finger holding the spear blade tapped on it. In real time, she tapped it and generated sound waves.

'Crazy.'

all types of secondary magic on her body. Ciara's offensive was so fast and powerful that there was no room to disperse her

was facing this great sense of doubt and showing a dark expression when she became aware of the staff that she

reason why Kraugel was able to cut a god—it wasn't just because his skills were strong. Grid's items helped. Her current self was also

isn't a question of whether I

Memorial' option attached to Tribute and

"……!"

had built. It was because Euphemina's staff shone blue, black, and

"It is like this."

echoed in Ciara's

with a huge polearm. It was more the concept of hitting than cutting,

to her at this moment allowed her to master the technique perfectly. The

immediately rushed in and tried to build a new barrier, but it was stopped. The

the stage, which was just wrapped in a dark background. It was magic that only manifested when mana, black magic power, and divine power was used at the same time. It